I bike the Kim Williams Trail daily, a path cutting through Missoula’s beauty. My bike and I have raced dawn and dusk, blending the world into streaks of color.
This trail is my retreat, where speed and rhythm become meditation. Here, I blend into Montana’s landscape, no longer just a blur but a part of it.
But one day, ice slowed me down. In this calm, I spotted a glimmer—a hidden ice cascade off the path, stunning in its stillness. Frozen columns stood like dancers in winter’s grip, unnoticed in my usual rush.
This icy encounter taught me to see the beauty always there but overlooked. Now, I pause by this cascade, reminded to cherish the journey and the land’s quiet wonders.
The hidden cascade, now part of my trail lore, reveals the treasures waiting when we slow down.
On this day in history:
Dive into these posts for a glimpse of history, from thrilling adventures to thoughtful musings!
- 2023: Cedar Grove
- 2022: Zion Area Post-up
- 2018: Dead Space 5
- 2012: Rest
- 2012: Junkie
- 2011: Couch crashing
- 2009: 24 Hours of Rapelje Update
- 2008: Rested Now South To Hamilton
- 2006: Weeping Woman
- 2002: Dropping Out Of School
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